Growing Up Me

I’m trying to raise independent well rounded young ladies. I want my girls to believe in themselves and to follow their own thing.  I want them to dance to their own tune and not always to the tune of other people.  You are not always going to have someone to make music for you and sometimes you will find it in unexpected places.  This was proven to be true in a small way.

My two year old was following me around “helping” clean up the house.  She pulled some clean dish towels out of the kitchen drawer and run in the laundry room to put them in the dirty clothes hamper.  On her way back through, she stopped in front of the washing machine.  She started dancing and singing to the sound of the washer.  Now, that is what I call dancing to the beat of your own drum.  Dance Baby Dance!

I know every mom wants their kids to eat healthy.  Today I seriously wonder if I have went too far with the healthy food kick.  I was sneaking myself a Twinkie even though I am on a diet.  Hey, I have lost thirty pounds and am now back in a healthy weight range for me. I deserved that Twinkie! Someone would have had to kill me to pry it from my hands.  Well, my two year old has not felt well today with a little tummy upset.  She had not eaten much and I had been trying to tempt her with some of her favorite foods.  She rounded the corner into our kitchen and caught me red handed.  Of course, she had to have it. Not wanting it to be the only thing she ate, I gave her half of it.  My mother-in-law is looking at me like she could flay me for giving it to her as she mentioned Augusta needed to eat better.  She pulled a tomato out of the fridge and started to slice it when Augusta threw down the Twinkie and went for the tomato.  She ate the entire thing! Now, I know I have done something right by this experience but it really freaked me out.  My other girls will only eat tomatoes in the form of pizza or spaghetti sauce and ketchup! I want them to eat right but everyone deserves a twinkie now and then.

I think I definitely need a vacation. I was trying to work on my blog for today and just could not concentrate. There must have been a marathon running or something because for like three hours straight it was nothing but SpongeBob. I could hear his stupid hideous laugh through the wall and over my radio. It had the same effect as nails on a chalkboard.  Every time I turned around, I would wind up losing my train of thought because of that irritating little square I would like to set on fire.  I told my kids they had to turn the TV because SpongeBob had to go.  I guess another parent felt my frustration because I found this video on YouTube.  I laughed my butt off watching this.  My kids thought I had done went batty.  I was just complaining about SpongeBob and there I was watching videos of him.  There were some other people that were blowing him up and stuff but this one was my favorite since she shared my sentiments exactly.